Monthly Archives: March 2015

Aretha Franklin and Metallica sang about “The House That Jack Built.” Growing up, my mom read me the story in a Little Golden Book. When Dwight and I drove through my neighborhood the first time, he said, “Well, I don’t like … Continue reading →

Yesterday, I made the bed. I smiled as I pulled the sheet over the blanket. Those sheets started out in the master bedroom on Military Way. The lamps were carried from Germany by Dwight’s fourth wife’s grandfather. The “H” quilt … Continue reading →